26 Mar 2009

Obama bummed me out.

Today the President of the United States of America devastated my hope and optimism for a better world.

He is intelligent and I know he cares about our nation and a better life for all generations to come. He is forced to deal with Bush policies that have ruled the land since 1980. He is attempting to revitalize a country that was ruled for eight years by the war criminal, G.W.Bush.

For those reasons and more, I have remained silent regarding his amplification of the war in Afghanistan. His failure to publicly investigate the possible (likely) violations of National and International laws by the Bush regime.

I remained silent while watching our government inject 800 billion dollars into financial institutions that have profited for years on legal lies and loopholes.


But now I cry out with rage and frustration.

The vilification of plants, herbs and fungus is an industry that condemns our Earth to destruction.

President Obama is capable of eloquent logic to justify letting Bush walk free, supporting corrupt corporations like AIG, and controlling the opium fields of Afghanistan with U.S. military...

but he uses sarcasm and scorn with regards to hemp.

This is a hopeless stance and I fear for us all.



The legalization of hemp and sin semilla (seedless) herb is not only the most requested topic on Government administered public polls. It is advocated by spiritual leaders and rulers of nations. Scientists and judges are in favor of legalization.

People sing and pray about it.



You've got to free your mind to care.

Beautiful Babylon Babies Unite !!!

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,

This Blog existed after Bush II "the lesser" stole 2 elections, before Google ate Blogger,
Love Trumps hate.

Hits of the Month

Poetic HyperLinks Defeating the Impossibilities of Peace

Also sprach Zarathustra to the brothasistahs lost out in the woods…
Rolling stones and hurricanes prime us for the rapid eye movement of whose dream?
A stairway to the dark side of the moon reveals an orchestrated King
singing the blues while sexual pistols whip Jesus’ son.
Who’s influence weens us?
Me and my friends gratefully raged against the machine for three days
in the shadow of the valley of the dead
so big brother and company held us down while the wind cried
nothing to be gained here (except copied rights),
Then a questing tribe of beastly boys found a digable plant
where a buffalo soldier picked up a Gideon’s bible from the Godfather
in joe’s garage (or was it in one of 200 motels?)
Anyway, on a Holiday, the pinball wizard boy (Billie)
followed his heart and stopped pretending he was the king of the little plastic castles
while education, missed in the house of the naked apes, evolved and mutated
into and with ~ Nature Art Love Truth ~ and we do too…
And somewhere over the rainbow dancing fools send clowns and purple rain
into imagine nations where everything is now sacred
and there are no more public enemies or rusted Roots or minor threats
or bad brains or busted rhymes or widespread panic
and everyone can read the hieroglyphics on the wall
and we are all refugees of courtney’s love attaining nirvana….
But then again, you’re so vain, you probly think this poem’s about you-
we are everywhere and we cannot be beaten
it’s all over now baby blue, all we need is Love
Legalize It